Feather blades flying together

Chris twirled a beautiful gun flower with his fingers, and asked calmly, "Otherwise, what do you think?"

All I saw in the afternoon were soft females with red eyes, but the one in front of me has golden silk and white feathers in a mess, her hair is casually tied into a ponytail, and one hand is hung on her chest with a simple strap, with a relaxed smile on her face , the style of painting is too clear.

The few people who followed him couldn't think of how to deal with it for a while, and they winked at each other to hint, and finally pushed out, "The golden carving master has a new weapon and doesn't even tell everyone."

Obviously I made it...

Chris narrowed his eyes, did he encounter sexism from another world?

"It has nothing to do with Arthur, this is a gadget I made myself, do you still want to see it?"

The one who was in his early years was immediately pushed to the back. To be honest, the development of this continent has not been infighting until now, thanks to the giant beasts crossing the border every few years in the dry season.

Chris knew from making this thing that it couldn't be hidden, but it wasn't an untold secret that could change the world, and it didn't matter if it was revealed.

Standing still in the hall on the first floor, he looked around, locked on a price list on a wooden board hanging on the wall, retreated to the farthest distance from the wooden board, and raised his hand to aim a shot.

There was a light snap, but before everyone could see clearly, the nail penetrated deeply into the board at a distance of more than ten meters, with only a little head protruding.

"Do you believe it?" Chris buckled the safety and circled the gun in his hand.

An officer jumped up and took off the wooden plank. Several people passed it around to see that it was indeed the same as the nails near the corpse in the morning, and there was no doubt about its lethality.

This is much more convenient than a bow and arrow. The light and compact female can be picked up and fired with one hand. The speed and penetration are much stronger, and it can't be better.

"Mr. Chris," one of the tallest officers stood up, "I am the logistics chief of the Hongsen City Defense Force, and my name is Lincoln. I don't know what you plan to do..."

"I can show you," Chris threw the gun to them indifferently, "you can ask Arthur for the rest, and he can do whatever he says, and I can do it."

Lincoln breathed a sigh of relief, took it over and grabbed it, "Does it have to be soft stone?" It is destined not to be mass-produced.

"Of course not, it's just that I can't handle the iron one." Chris pointed to the position of the safety, "You have seen how I shot just now, this place is called the safety, and you can only shoot after you pull it away. At present, There are still three nails, you can try."

Several officers were eager to try. Lincoln waved them away, raised his hand to feel it, and fired two shots. The feathered men are good archers, and they can aim very well without special instructions.

As soon as the shot was fired, he accurately judged the recoil and stability of this thing, which was indeed much better than that of a bow and arrow. At least one hand could be freed up, and two-handed guns could also be used.

"Mr. Chris, the golden sculptures have always produced God of War, and they are all selfless. I think Master Arthur will also agree to release the blueprints for production, or—"

Hehe, it sounds like a bit of moral kidnapping. Could it be that the relationship is not good?

Thinking about it this way, Chris took two steps closer, and retracted the gun with his hand, "I don't have any blueprints in my hand. If you want to draw, you can send a letter to Arthur right now. When I finish the drawing, he should be able to do it." Came back."

Lincoln took the gun from his hand unpreparedly, and frowned somewhat annoyedly, but they really couldn't force a female, "Well, let's send someone to inform Master Arthur immediately, do you need any preparations for drawing the drawings? ?”

"Need to get a good night's sleep," Chris yawned and went up the stairs, slightly raising his dangling hand, "And you must make my injury better?"

A short conversation made him feel a little bit like when he was a mechanic on a starship, and it was the same, designing weapons circuit drawings.

In another world, um, well, what we are doing now is plagiarizing and transferring the inventions of the predecessors, and there is nothing to be proud of.

Females are inherently delicate and difficult to deal with, and no one wants to offend the golden carver, so Lincoln bowed his head and gave a slight salute, "I wish you a speedy recovery, and I look forward to seeing the drawings."

Chris waved his gun lazily, turned the stairs and climbed back to his room.The three of Eve were really tired. On a day of exhaustion and shock, they got up and drank some juice and fell asleep again.

Chris went around their bed and touched Selena's forehead. It was a good sign that she didn't have a fever.

Persisting in staggering and doing fifteen squats, but still unable to bear it anymore, Chris crawled back to the couch and fell headfirst into it and quickly fell asleep.

I thought Arthur would come soon, but I didn't expect it to be so soon. The next day Chris was woken up by the low laughter in the room, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Daisy's face trying to hold back a smile.

Subconsciously raised his hand to rub his eyes, the palm of his hand was first held by a big warm hand, and he looked down to find Arthur sitting on the carpet in front of the couch.

Chris broke into a big laugh in an instant, "Are you here so fast?"

"It's late." Arthur scowled, carefully touching Chris' fixed shoulder, and then around the scratch on his arm.

Actually, when he was in a town more than 1000 miles away yesterday afternoon, he heard that Hong Sen was attacked by a group of fugitives.It was just that they were still besieging the behemoth that slipped through the net at that time, so they took the time to rush here in the middle of the night, and they didn't meet Hong Sen's person who sent the news.

Chris moved his shoulders to indicate that he was fine, and touched Arthur's black eyes with his backhand, "Didn't sleep all night?"

Daisy backed out with two titters, and even dragged Selena down a few steps.

Arthur moved forward a little, hugged Chris and took a deep breath, nodded wearily, "Yes."

Chris wrapped his head around his head with one hand, pinched the back of his neck, turned over and sat up on the ground, "Then you go to sleep right now, and we'll talk about it when we wake up."

Arthur squatted down and leaned over to kiss him, but Chris ducked back, "I didn't brush my teeth when I woke up!"

Arthur rolled his eyes and snorted, "I haven't washed in two days."

He was covered in dust and rustic, thinking about it, Chris hid again, "Lie down, I'll twist a towel and wipe it for you."

Arthur was poked on the forehead by him and fell into the couch. As soon as he touched the upholstered pillow full of Chris' breath, he was so tired that he almost fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Chris twisted a semi-dry face towel with one hand, and wiped it on his head and face casually. When he opened the door, he found that Selena was moving against the wall, and Eve and Daisy were kicking their legs with their mouths pursed.

"What's the matter, beauties?"

Daisy raised three fingers, "I was keeping bills for Bill. I forgot to pay my travel expenses, didn't send a message to greet me, and your Arthur appeared twice. He doesn't know where he is."

Well, unconscious dog abuse, Chris scratched his head, "Remember these, what are you going to do in the future?"

Eve's petite chin cocked up, "One dumped him for a year, abused him coldly and violently every day." Selena and Daisy nodded vigorously.

Well, in the Yuren world, only widowed spouses never get divorced, and it's not so easy to find a partner who matches the wind pattern, usually for a lifetime.

Thinking about the exhausted Arthur inside, Chris began to wonder whether he should be a fencer and ask Arthur to send a letter to his brothers to do something to make up for the loopholes so as not to get worse in the future.

With Chris's current mentality, he didn't want Arthur to be so tired just to see him. For a moment of life and death on the battlefield, he must be in the best state to be safer.

However, he can also understand the emotions of Eve and others. According to the most common point of view in this world, these three girls are very strong and sensible.

"Why did you come out? We'll go downstairs to the lobby after the event, and I'll give you all the space~" Eve blinked.

Chris raised his index finger and hissed, "I guess he hasn't slept for several days. Let him rest. I'll go to the hall with you. Or open another room. It's better for Selena to take a rest after her activities. "

"Shame, you love him so much." Daisy hissed, and made a face to help Selena, "Let's go eat first."

There were two rows of uniforms sitting in the dining room, some old and some young. Lincoln heard that Arthur had entered the city early in the morning, so he had already been guarding below.

As soon as he saw Chris, he went up to him, "I heard that Master Arthur is here." Looking back over Chris' shoulder, no one?

"I let him rest first," Chris gestured to wait, "I finished my breakfast."

Lincoln sat back depressed, and the middle-aged people behind him looked puzzled and anxious.

Selena couldn't eat well after being stared at by these people. She swallowed a little bit, and pulled Chris's cuff pitifully, "I'll go upstairs to eat."

"Go, I want to eat two bites of meat floss today." Chris patted her on the head, motioned for Eve and Daisy to go up with her, and then finished eating in three bites by himself, pushing the plate, "Okay, if you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask." Just ask."

Lincoln didn't move, the middle-aged man behind him rushed up first, "Chief Lincoln said your gun can fire continuously?"

Chris pulled out a pistol from his back and handed it over, "It is indeed possible, but the quantity is limited. Are you?"

Lincoln stepped forward and introduced to him, "Mr. Derrick, the chief engineer of Hongsen's arsenal, has been researching muskets for a long time."

It would be better to be a professional. The development transition time from musket to hand is not long, so I just need to get a little hint from it.

This is not too much interference with the rules of the world. Chris pulled the gun back and disassembled it into parts neatly. "Here, it's actually very simple. Because I'm afraid of gunpowder, I used springs as kinetic energy."